Only she yawed and swung away from us as if she would pass us, and at that Dalfin cried out, while I paid off fast to follow her, and again Bertric hailed.

Now she was broad off our bows and to the starboard, an arrow flight from us, and Bertric and I were staring at her in amazement.

She was the most wonderfully appointed ship in all sea bravery we had ever seen--but there was no man at the helm, and not a soul on deck.
"They are asleep, or dead," said I; and hailed again and again, all the while edging down to her, until we were running on the same course, side by side.
"We must overhaul her somehow," said Bertric, "or we are left.

This is an uncanny affair." The height of her great square sail told, and little by little she drew ahead of us.

We felt the want of the oars more at this time than any, and I think that with them we might have overhauled her at once.